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Prashant Baghel Nov 2014
Afer sometime, I never felt d way I used to,
After sometime, I never looked back as I used to,
Her name seems like never heard of,
Her voice mellifluous, or was it, doesn't pacify me anymore,
The intensity of her gaze doesn't blind me anymore.

Coz if we were bound to stay, we'd have,
If it was meant to be any longer, it'd have,
If only you wished, coz i was all in,
Now dun blame me, for the animosity that has set in.

But as they say, give time some time,
Now I am bereft of the sorrow n no more whine,
Now I am me, the happy me,
Gaping at everything with a glee,
Coz moving on is life,
And looking back is waking up in a fool's paradise
Prashant Baghel Nov 2014
My poems have dried,
the songs sound dull,
vision is all murky n hazy,
everything has turned so eery
like tonight's sky.

All i m left with are d moments spent,
the laughs shared,
the unsaid things on my lips,
life is in pieces n bits
d past was good but d reality hits.
Prashant Baghel Nov 2015
I find you in the deepest recesses of my heart,
I look for you in every visage,
I trace you in every path I trudge on,
The drudgery piles on but the search goes on.

The morning breeze is reminiscent of you,
Your thoughts wake me up in the somniferous air of two,
Every moment I breathe you,
Every second I envisage you.

In every prayer I chant you,
Every figure transfigures into you,
I look for you everywhere,
And I will look for you forever
Prashant Baghel Nov 2015
Live me through these words you utter,
Live me through these pages you turn,
As I write my swansong,
With a picture of you in my hand.
Prashant Baghel Nov 2015
Oh! You Goddess of unflappable grace and poise,
You got me high and now there's no reprieve,
Oh! You epitome of uber beauty and surreal gaze,
And how I wish this hosanna to go on and on in your praise.
You
Prashant Baghel Nov 2014
You
Hearts go racing,
Pulses burst out,
Tummies flip over,
The moment you arrive.

Your silhouette is slim n supple,
Your smile so austere n demure,
Your sillage smokes life,
In every path you pass by.

But catching your attention,
Is like a pie in the sky,
Oh we hail you Goddess!,
You bewitched us n dumped into a slumber.

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